Potluck! Roll up the window
Dank alumni, back up in this b****
Roll up the window
[UnDeRaTeD:]
It's f***** up, I'm too high, and I still want more
And it's f***** up that we have too much good weed to ignore
So we closing all doors and closing all the windows too
Oh you ain't smoking?, watch what secondhand will do
It's the hotbox anthem, it's not a joke, put your hands up
The room is filled with smoke, so many blunts you can't stand up
Humboldt bud shines in high times magazine
And where I'm from, were fillin up bags of weed for Halloween
Get in the truck, hit the blunt, get the visine
Roll the windows up, were puff n tuff till our eyes bleed
Five jays a day the only way to get by
This ain't fake , this aint the movies half baked and how high
Walked into a party ain't got no ice on
But I got the best weed you seen in your life dog
1 Hit and you might fall, Its right in my life ya'll
And critics talkin s*** like this is a gimmick, f*** all ya'll!
[Chorus: One Ton]
This ain't a club song shakin and dancing
This ain't a love song singing and romancing
This ain't a pop song about your favorite fashion
Were here to smoke a blunt, this is the hotbox anthem
[Garth Vader:]
Hop into my hotbox AKA my office, I got it
It's Mr. Garth-culti-vader growing these pounds of purple chronic
When I get up on it most people call me the Green thumb doctor
Living in the tent with my twelve gauge watching for helicopters
I broke you off something kind of proper when I go weight
I'm watching out for crooked coppers in my golden state
I can't stop her Mary Jane is out on another date
I'll just wait till my harvest? Hook up my people With some grapes
Not the ones from Napa but believe they keep on coming after this rapper
Because they know I'm a f***** disaster
When I bring the master kush straight off the plant stalks
Id like to welcome everybody to this hot box
[One Ton:]
Roll up the window smoking on a blunt, roll up the window turn the music up to b**p
Chris Carroll aka Likastowilly / Pharmacist Chris
You ready to burn? Yep. Ok cool.
Let's blaze up every molecule
Well I got a few will it make you feel like gravitys on top of you
f*** yeah! , I got it hidden it up in my spare tire, to get ya higher
Man I got that lighter, I got some fire, let's do it quick now git me inspired
Fa Sho I was born to roll just like I was master ace
So whatcha talkin about suburban on dubs?
Naw I'm talkin eighths straight to the face
It's dank alumni, and we smoking up grass and weed
Its almost like asthma to me when you have to breathe
Cause every time I go to inhale, man it's like backdraft?
So Pack that bowl again homie, hit it and pass back
Outdoor/indoor fo sho, smokin trees, getting slow
Everything turns to I don't know
I don't wanna quit so I still roll
Man I still blow on mas indo
Let's go and get high just like was sup?
Only time I shut the f**k up
Is every time the windows go up
So if you hotbox, hit it hard till it hurts
So I can get to the other side like l******s Trying to convert
[Chorus: One Ton]
This is dank alumni, we manufacture aroma therapy
Multi c**tural tackin out the teepee like a Cherokee
Embellish the desire to smoke
Clouds developing start taking shapes lookin like the holy ghost
Don't you break the tack, cough or drop ash on the interior, the hot box
Where the shortness of breath dont make you inferior, that's top notch
Marijuana songs to beats that bounce like girls that hop scotch
Rollin blunts the size of redwood trees, joints the size of sasquatch
Inhale steam to let's your eyes sink
Whirling spells casted to reveal reflect the thoughts that I ink
Positive progress towards liberation
All local laws in litigation the process
Blaze your favorite band without the guilty conscious
[One Ton:]
And hang with maryjane andI roll ounces of bang
More changes stay the same
I gotta hustle this game
You can catch me in my Chevy with my windows rollin up
Cause homie you got perfect time to fittin rollin a blunt
Still b**ping gangsta rap
Still screaming f***** cop like my car is on fire
When I'm cruising down the block
It's Smokey in the inside like the hot box anthem
My weed gets your brain like your smoking Charles Manson
The east they're smoking Phillies, the west we Rollin Swishers
Some people packing bong hits, some people joint twistas
But me smokes it all got a PHD, that's a pothead degree, wrap pot, best believe
I'll smoke a couple of P's just modest of me
When it comes to havin fire, I'm as hottest can be
I'm smoking like a c***f, notice me, I'm holding cheese
Cause up in Humboldt county all are money growing trees
Dank alumni, back up in this b****
Roll up the window
[UnDeRaTeD:]
It's f***** up, I'm too high, and I still want more
And it's f***** up that we have too much good weed to ignore
So we closing all doors and closing all the windows too
Oh you ain't smoking?, watch what secondhand will do
It's the hotbox anthem, it's not a joke, put your hands up
The room is filled with smoke, so many blunts you can't stand up
Humboldt bud shines in high times magazine
And where I'm from, were fillin up bags of weed for Halloween
Get in the truck, hit the blunt, get the visine
Roll the windows up, were puff n tuff till our eyes bleed
Five jays a day the only way to get by
This ain't fake , this aint the movies half baked and how high
Walked into a party ain't got no ice on
But I got the best weed you seen in your life dog
1 Hit and you might fall, Its right in my life ya'll
And critics talkin s*** like this is a gimmick, f*** all ya'll!
[Chorus: One Ton]
This ain't a club song shakin and dancing
This ain't a love song singing and romancing
This ain't a pop song about your favorite fashion
Were here to smoke a blunt, this is the hotbox anthem
[Garth Vader:]
Hop into my hotbox AKA my office, I got it
It's Mr. Garth-culti-vader growing these pounds of purple chronic
When I get up on it most people call me the Green thumb doctor
Living in the tent with my twelve gauge watching for helicopters
I broke you off something kind of proper when I go weight
I'm watching out for crooked coppers in my golden state
I can't stop her Mary Jane is out on another date
I'll just wait till my harvest? Hook up my people With some grapes
Not the ones from Napa but believe they keep on coming after this rapper
Because they know I'm a f***** disaster
When I bring the master kush straight off the plant stalks
Id like to welcome everybody to this hot box
[One Ton:]
Roll up the window smoking on a blunt, roll up the window turn the music up to b**p
Chris Carroll aka Likastowilly / Pharmacist Chris
You ready to burn? Yep. Ok cool.
Let's blaze up every molecule
Well I got a few will it make you feel like gravitys on top of you
f*** yeah! , I got it hidden it up in my spare tire, to get ya higher
Man I got that lighter, I got some fire, let's do it quick now git me inspired
Fa Sho I was born to roll just like I was master ace
So whatcha talkin about suburban on dubs?
Naw I'm talkin eighths straight to the face
It's dank alumni, and we smoking up grass and weed
Its almost like asthma to me when you have to breathe
Cause every time I go to inhale, man it's like backdraft?
So Pack that bowl again homie, hit it and pass back
Outdoor/indoor fo sho, smokin trees, getting slow
Everything turns to I don't know
I don't wanna quit so I still roll
Man I still blow on mas indo
Let's go and get high just like was sup?
Only time I shut the f**k up
Is every time the windows go up
So if you hotbox, hit it hard till it hurts
So I can get to the other side like l******s Trying to convert
[Chorus: One Ton]
This is dank alumni, we manufacture aroma therapy
Multi c**tural tackin out the teepee like a Cherokee
Embellish the desire to smoke
Clouds developing start taking shapes lookin like the holy ghost
Don't you break the tack, cough or drop ash on the interior, the hot box
Where the shortness of breath dont make you inferior, that's top notch
Marijuana songs to beats that bounce like girls that hop scotch
Rollin blunts the size of redwood trees, joints the size of sasquatch
Inhale steam to let's your eyes sink
Whirling spells casted to reveal reflect the thoughts that I ink
Positive progress towards liberation
All local laws in litigation the process
Blaze your favorite band without the guilty conscious
[One Ton:]
And hang with maryjane andI roll ounces of bang
More changes stay the same
I gotta hustle this game
You can catch me in my Chevy with my windows rollin up
Cause homie you got perfect time to fittin rollin a blunt
Still b**ping gangsta rap
Still screaming f***** cop like my car is on fire
When I'm cruising down the block
It's Smokey in the inside like the hot box anthem
My weed gets your brain like your smoking Charles Manson
The east they're smoking Phillies, the west we Rollin Swishers
Some people packing bong hits, some people joint twistas
But me smokes it all got a PHD, that's a pothead degree, wrap pot, best believe
I'll smoke a couple of P's just modest of me
When it comes to havin fire, I'm as hottest can be
I'm smoking like a c***f, notice me, I'm holding cheese
Cause up in Humboldt county all are money growing trees